I am home from the Midwest. Truth be told, Milwaukee (or “Mil-ah-what-kay” as Alice Cooper explained in Wayne’s World) is a pretty great place. It reminded me a lot of Indiana; same biting cold, just minus the corn.
The people were ever so gracious; I ate way too many chocolate chip cookies; and as a consequence I borrowed Danny’s belt for a baseball game tonight because I had to wear my “fat jeans.” Granted, the self-deprecating comments should stop; but I’m a 5’5” 155 lb woman. Deprecation kind of seems in order.
From the time I arrived at MKE airport, to touch down in SLC yesterday – the entire trip took me about 10 hours to complete (I had a 3 hour layover in LAX which gave me plenty of time to contemplate the 5 varieties of cheese on the 5 cheese and tomato CPK pizza). I thought about doing yoga in the gate area, but I didn’t want to creep anyone out with my down-dog so I stuck to a nice mild version of tree-pose (the mild variety is about the only one I do) and called it quits. Baron Baptiste eat your heart out!
I officially have 3 fans (plus two other people that have read the site) and have tallied 2 “comments” within my first week of blogging. Things are shaping up quite nicely. Who knew I’d be so successful?
Also on the agenda – I’m hosting a dinner party tomorrow night. It will be fun to play domestic goddess tomorrow. We’re having sweet and sour orange chicken with roasted kumquats. Should be a crowd pleaser. . . and I will attempt to make a variety of Lugano’s roasted beet salad with blue cheese and fennel (only it’s not going to have blue cheese, or fennel . . . and I’m not exactly sure how super chef Greg Neville roasts his beets; even though I wrote a story on it and specifically asked him for the recipe.
I hired a cleaning lady to help out with the apartment tomorrow. I’ve asked for 2 hours to get our 800 sq feet spick-and-span. . . whatever that means. Mostly, I’m just afraid of what could be growing behind our toilet and I’m not interested in discovering it myself. I prefer it remain one of the great unsolved mysteries of the universe – or at least the black hole that is our water closet.
MD – I’ve only heard a little of the new Modest Mouse. Not enough to form an opinion; except to say that “100 miles is a long drive inside a car” and although I didn’t have “a drink the other day, opinions were like kittens I was giving them away.”
This is going to be one of the best weekends of my life. Tonight we went to a Bee’s (triple A baseball) game with the little people (my two sisters, Danny, a bro in law and all the little sandwich grabbers). It was sooooooooo fun! Who knew churros could instill such a sense of peace and happiness through the universe.
And tomorrow, besides yoga; Danny and I are getting a couples massage at 1 pm. Send us all your positive chi as we align our chakras!
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